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around him and resting her head on his back.
“I’d like that.”
“Like what?”
“All of what you just said. Meeting you for lunch. Sleeping with you. Hanging out with you. Spending time with you when we’re both free . . . and when I’m not busy hanging out with Mack.”
Wes turned in her arms. “I’d never make you choose between me and Mackenzie, Laine. I know how important she is to you.”
“Thanks. I know I told you about our close relationship before, but wanted to make sure you really understood.
“Never be afraid to tell me how you feel. As we’ve said, we’re not sixteen. Communication is the key to having a strong relationship.”
“Agreed. So we’re officially dating?”
“Absolutely.” Wes beamed at her, showing off his perfect smile. “So . . . what time is this showing you have this afternoon?”
Laine grinned back at him mischievously. “What time do you have to go into work?”
“Not for a few hours.”
“Same here.”
Wes started backing her out of the kitchen toward his room. “Looks like we have a few hours on our hands then. Whatever shall we do to pass the time?”
“I might have some ideas,” Laine said, then turned and sprinted down the hallway, laughing as she heard Wes pounding after her.
8
I can’t wait to see you tonight
Laine’s lips turned upwards in a small smile at the text. Wes never failed to make her feel good. They’d been dating for a little over a month and everything about him made her happy. He was protective, but not stifling. He was responsible and polite, and he made her laugh. Oh, he’d pissed her off too, but because she immediately called him out on his actions, they worked their way through them when they did occur. Just as he did with her when she said or did something that he wasn’t sure about or didn’t like.
Me either. I’m going to check out a property then I’m headed to your place.
Be careful. See you soon.
I will. Later.
Laine turned off her cell to save the battery, which was only at twelve percent. She’d forgotten to bring her charger today and she wanted to make sure she had enough juice for her trip back to his place, just in case. Safety first. Wes had gotten upset with her the other week because he’d tried to call her and couldn’t get through because her phone was dead. She’d tried to tell him how she was simply too busy to remember to keep her charger with her all the time, and he hadn’t listened to her, rightly so. It wasn’t a big deal to carry the stupid thing and she was trying to be better at keeping her phone charged. She didn’t want to worry Wes and she’d be upset if the shoe was on the other foot and she couldn’t get in touch with him if she needed him.
She put her cell back in her purse and climbed out of her car. The ranch took some doing to find, as it was way off the beaten path . . . but it was so worth it. The neglect was obvious, but the property was gorgeous. Laine could see through the neglect to the gem it could be once again. A porch swing was hanging by one chain on the wide screened-in porch on the front of the house. She could hear the banging of a door from somewhere; she assumed it was coming from the large barn off to her right.
The house was one story, a true ranch-style property. There was a large window in the front, which faced west. Laine could almost imagine the beautiful sunsets the previous occupants of the house had enjoyed over the years. The current owner was a ninety-two-year-old woman who’d long since been moved to the city and into a nursing home. She had one daughter who had no desire to live on the ranch. It was kinda sad, as the home had been in the Johnson family’s possession since the 1800s. But since there weren’t any relatives who wanted it, they had put it up for sale.
There had been several additions over the years and it now boasted five bedrooms and four full baths. The paperwork said it was forty-five hundred square feet, but Laine knew
“I’d like that.”
“Like what?”
“All of what you just said. Meeting you for lunch. Sleeping with you. Hanging out with you. Spending time with you when we’re both free . . . and when I’m not busy hanging out with Mack.”
Wes turned in her arms. “I’d never make you choose between me and Mackenzie, Laine. I know how important she is to you.”
“Thanks. I know I told you about our close relationship before, but wanted to make sure you really understood.
“Never be afraid to tell me how you feel. As we’ve said, we’re not sixteen. Communication is the key to having a strong relationship.”
“Agreed. So we’re officially dating?”
“Absolutely.” Wes beamed at her, showing off his perfect smile. “So . . . what time is this showing you have this afternoon?”
Laine grinned back at him mischievously. “What time do you have to go into work?”
“Not for a few hours.”
“Same here.”
Wes started backing her out of the kitchen toward his room. “Looks like we have a few hours on our hands then. Whatever shall we do to pass the time?”
“I might have some ideas,” Laine said, then turned and sprinted down the hallway, laughing as she heard Wes pounding after her.
8
I can’t wait to see you tonight
Laine’s lips turned upwards in a small smile at the text. Wes never failed to make her feel good. They’d been dating for a little over a month and everything about him made her happy. He was protective, but not stifling. He was responsible and polite, and he made her laugh. Oh, he’d pissed her off too, but because she immediately called him out on his actions, they worked their way through them when they did occur. Just as he did with her when she said or did something that he wasn’t sure about or didn’t like.
Me either. I’m going to check out a property then I’m headed to your place.
Be careful. See you soon.
I will. Later.
Laine turned off her cell to save the battery, which was only at twelve percent. She’d forgotten to bring her charger today and she wanted to make sure she had enough juice for her trip back to his place, just in case. Safety first. Wes had gotten upset with her the other week because he’d tried to call her and couldn’t get through because her phone was dead. She’d tried to tell him how she was simply too busy to remember to keep her charger with her all the time, and he hadn’t listened to her, rightly so. It wasn’t a big deal to carry the stupid thing and she was trying to be better at keeping her phone charged. She didn’t want to worry Wes and she’d be upset if the shoe was on the other foot and she couldn’t get in touch with him if she needed him.
She put her cell back in her purse and climbed out of her car. The ranch took some doing to find, as it was way off the beaten path . . . but it was so worth it. The neglect was obvious, but the property was gorgeous. Laine could see through the neglect to the gem it could be once again. A porch swing was hanging by one chain on the wide screened-in porch on the front of the house. She could hear the banging of a door from somewhere; she assumed it was coming from the large barn off to her right.
The house was one story, a true ranch-style property. There was a large window in the front, which faced west. Laine could almost imagine the beautiful sunsets the previous occupants of the house had enjoyed over the years. The current owner was a ninety-two-year-old woman who’d long since been moved to the city and into a nursing home. She had one daughter who had no desire to live on the ranch. It was kinda sad, as the home had been in the Johnson family’s possession since the 1800s. But since there weren’t any relatives who wanted it, they had put it up for sale.
There had been several additions over the years and it now boasted five bedrooms and four full baths. The paperwork said it was forty-five hundred square feet, but Laine knew
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